Play Something Country - Brooks & Dunn

Yes, she blew through the door like TNT,
Put her hand on her hip, pointed a finger at me.
Said: I´m a whiskey drinkin´,
Cowboy chasin´, helluva time.
I like Kenny, Keith, Allan and Patsy Cline.
I´m a full grown Queen Bee lookin´ for honey.
Ha ooh hoo, aw, play somethin´ country.

Yeah, the band took a break,
The DJ played P. Diddy.
She said: I didn´t come here to hear,
Somethin´ thumpin´ from the city.
Said: I, I shaved my legs,
I paid my money.
Ha ooh hoo, play somethin´ country.
Ha ooh hoo, aw, play somethin´ country.

Crank up the band, play the steel guitar.
Hank it up a little, let´s rock this bar.
Threw back a shot; yelled:
I´m a George Strait junkie.
Ha ooh hoo, play somethin´ country.
Ha ooh hoo, aw, play somethin´ country.

Yeah, the bartender yelled:
Y´all, it´s closin´ time.
She got this wild look on her face,
An´ said: Your truck or mine,
I know a place down the road,
It´s kinda funky.
Ha ooh hoo, all out in the country.
Ha ooh hoo, now, play somethin´ country.

Crank up the band, play the steel guitar.
Hank it up a little, let´s rock this bar.
Threw back a shot; yelled:
I´m a George Strait junkie.
Ah ooh hoo, play somethin´ country.
Ha ooh hoo, now, play somethin´ country.

Crank up the band, play the steel guitar.
Hank it up a little, let´s rock this bar.
Threw back a shot; yelled:
I´m a George Strait junkie.
Ah ooh hoo, play somethin´ country.
Ha ooh hoo, play somethin´ country.